Josphine Dodge Daskam, Whom the Gods Destroyed — A Bayard of Broadway (1902)
“ How the straight, thin nose, the black-lashed blue eyes, the white forehead reflected Helena! Dillon could have kissed him for the likeness. "Will you, Bob? Will you? We'll all stand by you!" "I will, Dillon, I will, so help me—Bob!" he smiled through wet lashes. "You hang on, and I will! But look out for that rector—he's running a close second, and Aunt Sarah's backing him for all she's worth!" He was smiling wisely now; the strain was lifted, and he was almost himself again. Dillon scowled. ”
